#striving - Hello Poetry

O’ my children, heirs of dawn’s first light, I send these words through day and night; Not merely ink, nor fleeting claim, But truth that burns with sacred flame. God is witness—clear and just, Knower of hope, of toil, of trust; That all I could, I strove to do, To carve a gentler path for you. For every ease that graced your days, Was shaped through unseen, silent ways; For every smile that lit your face, Was born of trials I chose to embrace. If joy was yours in fleeting hours, Know it was grown from hidden powers; If bread was set before your hand, It came through dreams I could not command. I wished not for you a narrow rise, But vast horizons, open skies; That faith in you would stand so tall, Unshaken, though the tempests call. Hold fast to Islam, firm and bright, The path that turns the dark to light; The Lord’s true laws—hold tightly near, Let not your hearts be lost in fear. Let Qur’an’s word your compass be, A guide through all uncertainty; And in the Prophet’s noble way, Find strength to walk the righteous way. Live in the Lord’s love, and in the Lord’s fear, Let every breath bring the Lord more near; In prayer be constant, hearts aligned, With truth and brightness that lights the mind. And when your final hour is drawn, Let faith remain, let doubt be gone; Live and die in the Lord’s pleasure true, Let no wrong deed be born of you. In knowledge, may you soar and see, The boundless reach of what can be; In work, be rivers—deep and wide, That give, yet carry strength with pride. In unity, be stars that gleam, Distinct, yet bound in one great scheme; For scattered lights, when joined as one, Outshine the brilliance of the sun. Let wealth not bind your heart in chain, Nor turn your purpose into gain; But hold it as a trust divine, To lift the weak, to help them shine. Remember this, through loss or test: True worth is not in being blessed, But in the soul’s unyielding art— To stand upright, with a noble heart. And should you walk through shadowed land, And fail to see a guiding hand, Look deep within—there you shall find My prayers still walking by your side. God is witness—ever true, Of all I dreamt and gave for you; That every step, though worn and far, Was lit by hope of what you are. So rise, my children, write your name Upon the skies of righteous flame; Go forth, surpass what I could be— And shape your own eternity.

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Mar 20

Mar 20, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC

jamil-hussain

A Letter of Hope

O’ my children, heirs of dawn’s first light, I send these words through day and night; Not merely ink, nor fleeting claim, But truth that burns with sacred flame. God is witness—clear and just, Knower of hope, of toil, of trust; That all I could, I strove to do, To carve a gentler path for you. For every ease that graced your days, Was shaped through unseen, silent ways; For every smile that lit your face, Was born of trials I chose to embrace. If joy was yours in fleeting hours, Know it was grown from hidden powers; If bread was set before your hand, It came through dreams I could not command. I wished not for you a narrow rise, But vast horizons, open skies; That faith in you would stand so tall, Unshaken, though the tempests call. Hold fast to Islam, firm and bright, The path that turns the dark to light; The Lord’s true laws—hold tightly near, Let not your hearts be lost in fear. Let Qur’an’s word your compass be, A guide through all uncertainty; And in the Prophet’s noble way, Find strength to walk the righteous way. Live in the Lord’s love, and in the Lord’s fear, Let every breath bring the Lord more near; In prayer be constant, hearts aligned, With truth and brightness that lights the mind. And when your final hour is drawn, Let faith remain, let doubt be gone; Live and die in the Lord’s pleasure true, Let no wrong deed be born of you. In knowledge, may you soar and see, The boundless reach of what can be; In work, be rivers—deep and wide, That give, yet carry strength with pride. In unity, be stars that gleam, Distinct, yet bound in one great scheme; For scattered lights, when joined as one, Outshine the brilliance of the sun. Let wealth not bind your heart in chain, Nor turn your purpose into gain; But hold it as a trust divine, To lift the weak, to help them shine. Remember this, through loss or test: True worth is not in being blessed, But in the soul’s unyielding art— To stand upright, with a noble heart. And should you walk through shadowed land, And fail to see a guiding hand, Look deep within—there you shall find My prayers still walking by your side. God is witness—ever true, Of all I dreamt and gave for you; That every step, though worn and far, Was lit by hope of what you are. So rise, my children, write your name Upon the skies of righteous flame; Go forth, surpass what I could be— And shape your own eternity.